falling off the edge of the world

falling off the edge of the world

lyrics by david love lewis

music and performance by alan dyson

2011

all rights reserved

donna moore suite

donna moore suite 1-4

circa 1993
artist donna moore modeled for centenary college
i was fortunate to supervise the life drawing studio
she passed away in 2010 of cancer


the link below will take you to a youtube file

"x-ray to my soul"
an original tune in memory of artists
donna moore, george burton, and scott griffin

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a56DPWe62Lw

al & dave's songbook....live performance

original poetry by david love lewis

original music and song by alan dyson

performed live

x-ray to my soul

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a56DPWe62Lw

its been a a little more than a year since we lost donna moore and george burton.
artists of the highest caliber for our region.
re-posting this knowing all of us are here but for a short time, and these great minds made bold marks among us.
i'm grateful to have collaborated with them.

i used to dream

'enter here' d.e.X.a.d. 2010

i used to dream
original poetry by david love lewis
music and video by s. alan dyson
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HO7xKLy4dFg

i used to dream

'til they swallowed me

long night stretches
cold and dark
in all directions.

from my station
at the top
of the ferris wheel
cars come silently
toward us.

metal boxes
shining away from us.

hold on tight.
don't fall out.

nodding out at work.
cold brought me back.

cold wind
that stops dreams
brings me back
to book.

david love lewis

"broken glass"

'glass house' - debbie buchanan engle (work in progress)

'broken glass' - poetry by david love lewis, music and performance by alan dyson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LOI7-YC0Krc&feature=mfu_in_order&playnext=1&videos=4jgrRwetI10

'broken glass"

i'm so glad your soul
belongs to jesus, lately your good manners
and much else have eluded me;
we promised no more nukes,
no more point-blank sights, but you
need to zero in, to wield the cerem0nial knife:
a feral child thrashing away with occam's razor.

that's why i had to get out
and see the world or at lest the plush
mamas on the other side of the street.
naked and forked, i forked my way
to the other side of lonely avenue;
sure all the time you saw me from
your lighted window and disapproved.

and when they left me bruised and bleeding,
as hungry for death as death in life can be,
you scolded and screamed and called me lost
and wrote me off.

by god's mercy i didn't die; step by step
on the muddy road back i called distance
from you a good thing' a thick clot hearsay
poisoned what was left of your milk's kindness.

we had one more run in us, and made it;
pilgrims dazzled with our brilliant runs---
fast eddie and calamaity jane dance in
quick time and promised each other more.
and if the songs stop now, i will be blamed,
pilloried in a sheet of fire for some real slight
or some imagined neglect: i have called too much
or not enough.

there's only one thing left i'd like to know---
can you still trip the lightning and catch
its glow in your clear smooth jar and hold
it up like a child, as surprised as anyone
with its brassy glow?

these others catch their fireflies and are satisfied;
and i would be too if i didn't know,
hadn't always known
better.

david love lewis

"seeing heaven"

New song to David Love Lewis' 1987 poem "LIVE MODELS".
Thanks Robert for taking the time to capture and edit this!
Please check it out.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YyP1jVB7KJo